Chiman came home earlier than usual, when his wife, Meenu's lover was still in the apartment. She hid her lover in a
closet,
and served dinner. As they ate, something rustled in the closet.
'What's that?' Chiman husband asked.
'Nothing, darling. Just jackets.'
After a while, they again heard some noise in the closet.
'What the hell is that?'
'I'm telling you, just jackets.'
A few minutes later, the noise sounded once more.
'I'll check it,' Chiman said. 'You'll regret it if it's not jackets.'
Chiman yanked the closet's door open. Inside, he saw a man who held a pistol. Chiman quietly closed the door, and said,
'Indeed, jackets, darling.'
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